Yin Hentian stood quietly behind Yan Chuan, as if it was inconspicuous, but the saint was extremely sensitive to the pair of double pupils.

"Meow!" Meow Meow looked around curiously.

Zhao Afang had already arrived in front of Yan Chuan.

At this moment, Zhao Afang naturally restored his past memory.

"King!" Zhao Afang's nose felt sore, and tears also shed in his blind eyes.

Without caring about others, Yan Chuan directly picked up Zhao Afang.

"stop!"

"Damn it!"

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Around the surroundings, countless disciples of the Tianji Sect suddenly screamed, "The heavenly girl is holy, no one can defile it."

But at this moment, Yan Chuan was holding it in his arms?

Countless disciples of Tianji Sect glared at each other, but Tianjizi did not angrily at this moment. Instead, a trace of light burst out from his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible curves bent in the corners of his mouth.

"Meow, meow!" Meow Meow jumped from Yan Chuan's left shoulder to his right shoulder: "Yan Chuan, it's in public!"

Zhao Afang's face turned red and he wanted to push it away, but he couldn't bear to let go of his husband's arms, and his face turned red.

Yan Chuan laughed loudly: "Hahahaha!"

Zhao Afang has nothing to do, everything should go smoothly!

On the other side, the saint looked at the Meow Meow jumping around Yan Chuan's shoulders, and suddenly his whole body tensed up.

A pair of saint eyes exposed from the foggy face, their pupils shrank rapidly, and they stared at the kitten tightly.

"It's impossible, how could it be? How could it be her?" The saint said in surprise.

On hand, gently pinch the seat armrest.

"Click!"

The handrail was actually cut into a crack by the saint, but the saint seemed to be unknown. He just stared at Meow Meow.
Chapter completed!